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Page 324 - ... me to live agreeably in the town, or contentedly in the country, which is really all the difference I set between an easy fortune and a small one.
Page 369 - Pray tell me next how you deal with the critics? " Sir," said he,
Page 104 - ... shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away. In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease, Together mixt; sweet recreation: And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Page 288 - The Dying Christian to his Soul: Ode Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels say. Sister spirit, come away.
Page 368 - Pray, Mr. Lintot, (said I,) now you talk of Translators, what is your method of managing them? "Sir, (replied he,) those are the saddest pack of rogues in the world : in a hungry fit they'll swear they understand all the languages in the universe : I have known one of them take down a Greek book upon my counter, and cry, Ah, this is Hebrew, I must read it from the latter end.
Page 282 - I could not but differ from this opinion : methinks it was by no means a gay, but a very serious soliloquy, to his soul at the point of its departure ; in which sense I naturally took the verses at my first reading them, when I was very young, and before I knew what interpretation the world generally put upon them.
Page 367 - Nothing, says he, I can bear it well enough ; but since we have the day before us, methinks it would be very pleasant for you to rest awhile under the woods.